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Wednesday, February 23, 2011

THE TROUBLE WITH THE RAT RACE IS THAT, EVEN IF YOU WINS THE RACE YOU ARE STILL A RAT.........PERIOD!

AUTHOR: HON. MWANGI S. MUTHIORA, JUNIOR M.P - NATIONAL YOUTH PARLIAMENT (Pictured).

I have said time and again that this great Nation is in the bleak of tribal hatred inspired to Kenyans by tribal chiefs, sons and daughters of post colonial Kenya who squarely benefited from the corrupt White regime, Kenyatta regime, Moi regime and now the impunity infested Kibaki Government. The infightings in the Coalition Government remind me about the Rat race. The rat race is not only interesting, tragic and unfortunate but casts out the reality our leaders must swallow, “Even if you win in a rat race….. You are still a rat…!” That is the simplest you can define this selfish ruling class.

Over the last few weeks, we have witnessed uncalled for political bickering as the two principals and their erstwhile supporters engage in a war of word that has literally convinced any serious investor that Kenya is not the best of places to pitch tent. Kibaki in his quest to show leadership in an emotional press statement reassured Kenyans that he acted within the law in the disputed nominations even when the country had already read mischief in the manner his lieutenants handled and reacted over the entire process- he has withdrawn the nominations since. Just to remind you, we have been witnessing a political crisis hung around the two principals for a long time ever since this man Ocampo released the list of suspected masterminds of the post election violence that left tens of hundredths of people dead and many hundredths of thousands homeless.

Look at this again, ‘you are the Suspect, the Police, the Prosecutor, the Judge and the Executor’: then we must be in a rogue country where we might possibly never witness justice in our times or in the times of many of our generations to come. Shifting to the more serious business of governance and political leadership laying bare with the two principals, Kenyans must speak in one voice and oppose the idea of the destiny of this country be defined and determined in a boardroom by the two Principals or their cronies. In context and within the precincts of the new law, Kibaki & Raila have no moral authority whatsoever to impose on Kenyans any office holder, whether constitutional or otherwise. If the incidents of 2007 elections are to be prevented, we must embrace and implement this constitution fully and within all the legal frameworks applicable therein.

The two principals should not limit their efforts to successfully implement the new law to public forums and public statements. Indeed, they should have realized and recognized long ago that bitter differences in the level of consultations cannot be settled in a public forum. That is why in addition to the public statements and negotiations, they have to explore every possible private avenue that might lead to a settlement on this matter but purely pegged on the legality of the entire nomination process. In that case, Kenyans shall have a reason to smile to a new dawn of reforms; that has eroded us for so long. No one shall have the fears of the courts, police, legislature or any arm of Government.

It has been difficult for our leaders to communicate meaningfully across this war of words, But precisely because of lack of political goodwill to implement the constitution in its entirety. The president and the prime minister should reaffirm in all solemnity their desire to work for a just and speedy implementation of the new law. This shall be possible if only the selfish egos of their cronies are trashed away and sense of realism planted in the mindsets of our leaders. The two have witnessed the politics of this Nation than most of us and have been in the realms of power for many years. They saw JM die, Pinto Gama, Tom Mboya, Robert Ouko, Farther Kaiser, Oscar, Bishop Muge; etc. They have also witnessed Matiba, Njoya, Shikuku, Gatabaki, Anyang’ Nyong’o, George Anyona, Raila, and many more proponents of reforms in the 80’s and 90’s when Moi was cracking down on the voice of voiceless. I deeply believe that these two leaders shall one day pay dearly if they allowed the interests of a few people who have benefited from impunity, corruption, and nepotism from time immemorial determine the destiny of this nation during this transitional period.

Let history record that at this critical juncture both sides turned their face toward “justice rather than towards impunity and injustices." It may be hard to face the reality, but it is the right way. In speaking of the consequences of a precipitous withdrawal from talks and proper implementation of the new law, Kenyans shall lose confidence with the entire process and it shall not be business as usual. Far more dangerous, we would lose confidence in ourselves as a nation and incidents similar to those of post election violence shall be inevitable, now and in future. The consequences of what our leaders shall have done, inevitable remorse and divisive recrimination would scar our spirit as a people.

We have faced other crises in our history and we have become stronger by rejecting the easy way out and taking the right way in meeting our challenges. Our greatness as a nation has been our capacity to do what has to be done when we knew our course was right. Let us all submerge our differences and realize that it is best for us to first see that we have the same problem, a common problem, a problem that will make you catch hell whether you're. Whether you're educated or illiterate, whether you live in Muthaiga or in the alleys of Kibera, you're going to catch hell just like me. We're all in the same boat and we all are going to catch the same hell from the same pan- Impunity!
Kenyans in their usual optimism passed the new law to simply guard themselves and their generations to come from political oppression, economic exploitation, and social degradation at the hands of a few greedy politicians whom are a ‘know everything’ and will poke their noses anywhere they read a survival tact for themselves and their many sycophants.

Let historians not record that, when Kibaki and Raila were the most powerful men, we passed on the other side of the road and allowed the last hopes for political, economical and social empowerment of millions of Kenyans be suffocated by the forces of totalitarianism. This is the time for all of us to take the boat, even if we can walk on water.

The great ‘silent majority’ of our time spoke at the referendum, and the ruling class has little to do than lead us to the other side of the new constitutional dispensation. Needless to say, if they did or behaved in anything short of that, then the scenes we have witnessed in parts of Arab world might be a reality here at home. I once again remind them that the trouble with the rat race is that……even if you win the race; you are still a rat! God bless Kenya.

Author:
MWANGI S. MUTHIORA; is a Projects Manager by profession. He is an MP in the National Youth Parliament of Kenya He is a poet and a blogger with an allay of interesting political articles and poems most of them published on his Official Blog called Two Hours Before and reviewed widely across the world. He is an ardent participant of WHYS (World Have Your Say) on BBC among other International Human Rights platforms.

He is an aspirant in the forthcoming National Youth Council elections to be held next month.

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Thursday, February 3, 2011

INTEGRITY is like VIRGINITY........... You loose either once!

INTEGRITY is like VIRGINITY........... You loose either once!One thing that is soo obvious is that "Integrity is like Virginity, you just loose it once" Marende has the future of this nation strongly lying on his shoulders...... When Kenyans went to the polls to decide on the New Constitution, most of us had the Promise of a new dawn in our mind. We were all obsessed with the imagination of a new Kenya.....without the whimes of impunity, corruption, nepotism, human rights violations, rape etc. It is sad now to see those legistrators who canvased the nation in support of New Constitution yet they are now dancing to the tunes of impunity and political arrogance that the President has now illustrated. There was no apparent reason to vote Yes then commend the president on unconstitutional appointsments. Whether the two pricipals consulted or not, concured or not....Kenyans wants an indipendent Judicial System. We have hundreds of learned young professionals who can occupy this positions out of merit. In my view, the Speaker of the National Assembly should rise beyound the mere squambles of ODM & PNU. We want an indipendent body that is not aswerable to either the President or the PM but squrely answerable to Kenyans.

In this case, this nominations which were both unconsitutional and in to conform with the individual interests of the two Principals should be nullified. It is inverted logic since we can surely all see who are supporting impunity in this great Nation. For what reassons would a person like Ruto who is facing soo many court battles so strongly support this nominations? for what reasons would anyone on the list of Ocampo six support this Nominations? For what reasons would someone who soo strongly opposed the passing of the new constitution advice Kenyans that the President behaved in a manner of statemanship whileas he simply has once again lost the simple test of integrity? For how long shall we suffer in the hands of rapacious individuals who are out to satisy their own selfish individuals?

If for any reasons House Speaker Otiata Marende, failed to stop Kibaki and his corrupt cronies of Ruto, Uhuru, Murungi, Muthaura, Kosgey.......many more- Kenya shall have failed yet another litmus test on its ability to deal with local challenges i.e i leu of governance and administration of Justice. Just ask yourself howmany innocent Kenyans are behind bars because of a corrupt Jucicial System. Remember the case of Delamere son, Killings of Ouko, JM, Pinto Gama, Oscar of Oscar foundation, imagine how many innocent women have lost sons in name of Mungiki and the police streets executions? Imagine the thousands of women who have lost court cases of inheritance? imagine the many who have lost files in highcourt simply because someone wants to block justice? Imagine the several thousands IDPs, Remember the death of Father Kaiser,imagine the arrogance of a one Esther Murugi on issues of national importance such as HIV prevention? Could this be the reasons why MOi and his soider boys opposed this new constitution? See Kalonzo, Jirongo, Wamalwa, Ruto, Saitoti, Kosgey.............! God have mercy. This is a country in shere need of redmption. We cannot afford to let this chance of redeeming the dignity of a vote be abused and trashed by a few rich men & women. Lets see the bigger plot by land owners who wants ti have their own in the high offices. Kenyans wants a CJ, AG & DPP who are credible enough just like Lumumba is doing. If we allowed impunity to carry the day.......then even the efforts of KACC will all be useless. This is the time for kenya to stand up for total reforms not just partial reforms to conform with the interests of Raila & Kibaki cronies.

Parliament will be better off if it learned from the expirience of local institutions which have succeeded and also from those which did not. At all events, MPs must bond into one collective organ, which will speak in one voice especially in matters of Nationa improtance such as this one. They should develop their own internal mechanisms for making decisions that can bind all in good faith. If they did it otherwise, there wont be scarcity of people out to throw spanners if not fireworks into their works. The job mandated to the Speaker of the National Assembly is of such significance to the future of this Country. Presumerbly, he have no other country he can call home. Thats why he will use his position and abilities to stand up for and build Kenya for himself, for his people and for all of us. He cannot afford to let it go to ruin.

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Monday, November 15, 2010

Friends made in Heaven, MAUREEN WANJA, you are one in a million.

MAUREEN WANJA - On this auspacious day, I wish you the very best in life. Through your very kind gestures the first day I met you, I learned the power of appreciation. I have never known how to tell you thank you for your encouragement, however I know that someday, I shall have the joy of knowing I put a smile on your face. Thanks once again for been such a friend. Always know that there is power in your smile. Happy birthday and may you live to see your Dreams & Aspirations come to live. Love you dearly.

"COUNT THE BLESSINGS"

Instead of counting candles,
Or tallying the years,
Contemplate your blessings now,
As your birthday is here with you.


Consider special people
Who love you, and who care,
And others who’ve enriched your life
Just by being there.

In the memoiers of your heart
Remember this wonderful woman
Whom several years ago,
Sweat, cried, and wailed
Simply for you to be here today
Remember the many times your love has cried
To see you through the Journey of life

Maureen,
Look back not!
Raise your head and walk the talk
For this day is here with you.

Think about the memories
Passing years can never mar,
Experiences great and small
That have made you who you are.

Tonight, lie in the comfort of assurance
That you shall meet the purpose of
your existence.
Don't let desperations weigh you down
On the down days, let your dreams pull you up.
On the up days, let those dreams
push you even faster ahead.

This is your life, and
even the difficult stretches
are very much worth living.
In fact, it is during the challenging times
That you build new capacity for greater richness.

Look around you. See and appreciate
what a magnificent world
you live in and what a tremendous
opportunity you have to make a difference.

Another year is a happy gift,
So cut your cake, and say,
"Instead of counting birthdays,
I count blessings every day!"

TO; MAUREEN,

YOU ARE TREASURED AND THIS IS A SPECIAL POEM FOR YOU. AM HAPPY TO HAVE KNOWN AND MEET YOU. HAPPY BIRTHDAY ONCE AGAIN.

FROM SIMON WITH LOVE.


AUTHOR: MWANGI S. MUTHIORA@2010 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.

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Saturday, October 30, 2010

You can't buy Love but you can heavily pay for it they say; Tim Wideman is at it again with a love letter: " A LOVER'S WISH" Every mans' night

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This is an original work of Art and has only been published by 2Hrs Before. All rights reserved. This poem is published at TWO HOURS BEFORE and all rights held by the AUTHOR. Reproduction; in whole or part is STRICTLY PROHIBITED. Two Hours Before is a Registered Trademark. This poem can only be reproduced with written consent from the Author or Two Hours Before.


"A LOVER'S WISH"


A LOVER'S WISH

I want to be the night’s darkness
That hugs you closer than I ever will,
Caressing you in a velvety feathery touch,
The inky blackness that fills your every pore,
The soft nothingness that feels your every curve,
Your every breath, every flutter, and every sigh.

I envy the dreams that fill your night
And flood your mind with blissful thoughts
Flattering, daring, telling worries to take a walk
Floating within your mind without a care but your happiness
Rolling back the hands of time in happy memories,
Touching your future before your morrow comes.

I wish to be the golden ray of a brand new sun
And bring a joyous sparkle to your big round eyes
The virgin touch on your ebony temple,
To brushe your lips with a morning kiss,
Kiss the dimples in your chubby cheeks,
And draw out your smile and the angel in you.

Let me be the glare of a blazing noon
To melt your heart and will away,
And burn on your soul my blessed name,
I shall wilt your fears and cares away
And make a shadow for your blessed feet
While you walk watch your step, while you run, break your stamp.

I want to be the red hot blood within your veins
So I’ll know your every crook and every nerve
Know what you tickles and what you ails,
When I touch the fountain of your sacred love,
And rush the breath and width of your being
To keep your heartbeat alive and make you tick.

I wish to be the evening’s breeze,
Fresh and cool to feel your skin tingle,
From my lazy touch on your rounded hips
And savour your scent when your skirts flutter
Running unseen fingers and ruffling your hair
Unseen, carefree, dancing, whistling our love song.

I want to be the dawn that breaks your day
The shadow, at noon to ever kiss your blessed feet
If only I would be the sunset; paint you a beautiful ending
Or the night to hold your dreams, so you’d ever cherish me.
I wish to be this and I want to be that
But I am only me, my love, and you love me for who I am.

AUTHOR: TIM WIDEMAN WAINANINA @2010 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.

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Saturday, October 23, 2010

A FEW DAYS AGO, WE CELEBRATED "MASHUJAA DAY" IN KENYA. BIG NAMES WERE MENTIONED.........AND THE TRUE HEROES WERE FORGOTTEN........!

A JACK OF ALL


My name is Broom
I sweep your trash and your children’s filth,
Mop your vomit on the polished marble
And your wife’s piss on the waxed wood
Where you lay yester night, belching from bloat,
Pregnant with drink and foreign smoke.

My name is Carwash,
Your limo is clean and the hood all waxed
The black jaguar is, the pink Ferrari is revving!
Julia daughter must speed off to school!
And Jimmy boy must rush that tender.
Mama, your Benz in a minute! One more snore!

My name is Chauffer,
To this gossip meeting and that women’s workshop
She needs to learn how to tend her own husband
And that from a bachelorette and a serial divorcee
“Do as I say not as I do but if you must, do as I do!”
The women laugh, high fives, and money flies.

My name is Cook,
Oh midday it is! How soon! Where’s my breakfast?
Wait, the cat is meowing, the bulldog needs bone
Madam is calling, gossip luncheon is due
The workers are cursing, their lunch is overdue!
Utensils need scrubbing and the lamb needs chopping.

My name is Shambaboy
The lawn needs mowing and these weeds, oh my!
The kennel needs cleaning and the bitch must bathe
This sty is stinking but the cows need milking
Where is my breakfast? Oh it’s evening already!
The Boss is hooting but the sprinkler needs moving!


My name is Yaya
School is over; Julia’s boy needs picking
Feeding and changing, a child’s child, this one!
Homework then supper, lullaby or bed time fables?
Mama is screaming, Yaya, my back needs scratching!
And Julia is snapping “iron the nappies, will you?”

My name is Watchman,
The night has began but my day never ended
Mind the gate! Its Friday again, VIP dinner!
Roast lamb or boiled pork, champagne or ginger tea?
A bite of air for me will do, as I yawn and hope
When the VIPs leave, for a half chewed bone. If I am lucky.


AUTHOR: TIM WIDEMAN WAINANINA @2010 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.

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Tuesday, October 5, 2010


"A MOTHER'S CRY"

Why do you cry, and startle the women,
Why does your shrill cry split the silence so!
And drown the ululation of these mothers
Who have come to hold your mother’s hand
And usher you to your second life
While your father roams the city, searching
Searching for a drink and searching for women?

Why are you so ungrateful, child,
Why do you bite my nipple and scratch my hands
These hands that hold and feed you
These hands that clothe and dress you
While your father roams the streets, working
Working the drink and working the women?

Ah! Child, are your eyes too small or the light too blinding
Do you not see the glint of the circumciser’s knife
As he cuts you and gives you a name
The name of your father’s clan
While your father roams the fields, gathering
Gathering a drink and gathering women?

Are your ears still too wet, too small perhaps,
Do you not hear the drums, hands clap and feet thumping
The soloist’s climax and the chorus of your kinsmen
Praising your mother and your father’s clan
While your father roams the country, dancing
Dancing with drink and drunken women?

Why do you kick like a restless donkey,
And clench your fist tightly like one holding a stone
Are your fists not too small to clasp, your muscle too supple to throw?
Will you also hit me and kick me
While your father roams the earth, hitting,
Hitting on drink and hitting on women?

Why do you cry and shame me, child,
Will you not grow tall, and strong
And hold my back when my spine is gone
When these limbs grow old and shaky
Will you not guide me to my death bed
While your father roams the earth, dying
Dying with drink and dying of women?

Author: Tim Wideman Wainaina

MWANGI S. MUTHIORA
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Friday, October 1, 2010

They are our own Sisters, Brothers, Sons & Daughters.....Only that fate has pushed them to the darkest corners of this life. STREET CHILDREN

Its a hardly discussed topic- Plight of Street Families, across the world. In Nairobi, there are over 50,000 street children living in deprolable conditions. A staggering 300,000 more living around the country. With such fugures, the number of children addicted to glue has the potential to be astronomically high.

It is easy to forget children; they won’t raise a militia, they won’t vote you out of office, they won’t affect general productivity if they die their small deaths in their filthy slums. This is what happens when families cannot cope and governments cannot or will not react; society accepts that children and their potential are allowed to wither away, drugged, abused, uneducated, unloved and forgotten.

In the following poem "The Street Laughter" Timothy Wideman Wainaina captures the imagination and plight of a street child who is not only lamenting but in a personal crisis trying to find his/her place in the society. Though I have never meet Tim Wideman, his poetry style captured my attention as you will find in the poem. Due to the humor and metaphor soo evident in the poem, I have changed its title from "Who Am I?" to " Street Laughter" with the authors permission.

Commentary by: MWANGI S. MUTHIORA.



THE STREET LAUGHTER
Am I the child of man,
That my uncircumcised shoulders
Should bear the burden of a man
My tender heart crucified
By endless quests for love?


Am I the child of woman,
That though still a virgin
My body has become a hive
Where drones hum and fuss
And only steal my honey?

Am I the child of beast,
That rogue dogs claw at me
And bark in hateful affection
While we grope for a stale piece
Discarded by a bloated glutton?

Am I the child of jungle
That the sun prides in roasting my back,
And morning frost in chewing my limbs,
As the rains pounds my bare head
And launders these tatters that gird my loins?

Am I the child of all
That you spit and curse and hit me
When I beg for a coin for a plate
Or a penny for a bottle at the cobbler’s
And kill me with the look of an eye?

Am I the child of none
That none should love me,
And ever wonder who bore this shame
This being with neither home nor kin
Whom am I?

(This is the lamentation –in monologue- of an unwanted child trying to find a place in a society in which he/she finds himself/herself out of place, uncared for, harassed and abused). All rights reserved to Author: Tomothy Wideman Wainaina.
You can reach him on: widemann5@gmail.com or his blog at Wideman World

Copyright Timothy Kiarii Wainaina 2010.(Wideman)


This is just another example of what crushing poverty will do to the priorities of a family, a government and a society. While Kenya is not the poorest African countries, there are too many in these countries who live in garbage dumps, slums with open sewers running outside their doors, huddle in doorways or out on the muddy sidewalks. In light of this, abandoning children to their fate on the streets of the city may seem like a necessary option for families stretched too thin; but how can this option be tolerated by the society at large? How is an 11-year old girl prostituting herself for the glue, it will take to forget, her hunger and cold not considered a priority for any government?
Commentary by: MWANGI S. MUTHIORA.

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